When he no longer wanted her, how was it any different from being abandoned by the entire world!
At this mont, she especially missed Xiaoze, missed Xiao Qi...
Sotis she couldn’t help but wonder, did Yan Sijue agree to let Lan Yueru take Xiaoze away because he was waiting for this day? After all, he never trusted her.
...
Mu Yiliang began to suffer from insomnia.
The heavy, directionless feeling left her unable to sleep, and when she lay in bed at night, imnse despair and helplessness would engulf her.
On the third night, as she once again stared into the pitch-black night, she heard faint footsteps outside the bedroom. Then, the bedroom door seed to be pushed open, bringing slight footsteps.
Mu Yiliang sat up abruptly in bed: "Who is it!"
The person didn’t speak, stepping to the bed, and even in the darkness, he accurately touched her cheek.
Mu Yiliang’s heart trembled!
At this ti, the only person who could freely enter her room, who else but Yan Sijue?
Feeling the man’s warm and slightly calloused fingertips, her tears stread down!
Longing and anticipation mixed with anger and resentnt, making her tightly clench her fists, desperately restraining the urge to throw herself into his embrace.
"What are you here for?" she said coldly, but her voice was choked with emotion.
Yan Sijue paused, then suddenly pulled her up from the bed with force, and ferociously sealed her lips!
Mu Yiliang let out a startled cry, her mouth slightly open, and he seized the opportunity to plunder, sweeping across her palate, tangling her tongue, kissing her until her lips went numb!
She felt breathless, her body uncontrollably collapsing against his.
The man’s hands clasped her hips, pressing her firmly against himself, seemingly filled with imnse desire, his movents were extrely urgent!
Mu Yiliang had no way to refuse, no strength to refuse either.
.......
When he entered her, Mu Yiliang’s tears fell heavily.
The pain was not just physical, it was overwhelming, leaving her no chance to escape!
The man seed to have held back for a long ti, his actions were extrely fierce. Mu Yiliang couldn’t rember how many tis he wanted her, in the end, she was in a dazed, semi-conscious state.
But when he finally let her go, she imdiately fell into a deep slumber, not knowing if it was because she was utterly exhausted or because of this man’s presence.
When Mu Yiliang woke up in a daze, she felt a strong arm tightly around her waist.
She opened her eyes, finding herself almost sleeping on the man’s body, under the blanket, their legs intertwined, ambiguous yet intimately.
Raising her head, Yan Sijue was still asleep, his sleeping face appeared peaceful and harmless.
She felt a sting in her eyes.
This kind of intimacy and companionship was probably only for this brief mont; when he woke up, they would return to their previous state.
He would continue to confine her until he needed her again.
Mu Yiliang struggled to get out of bed, not daring to look back, not daring to linger... she feared seeing his dark, cold eyes, preferring to pretend everything was unchanged, and her getting up was simply to make him breakfast.
However, just as she finished dressing, she heard rustling sounds behind her.
Her body stiffened all at once.
"You’re awake." She spoke softly, her voice hoarse.
Yet she didn’t dare to turn around.
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